LUCIANO'S POV

I opened my eyes gently and a frown immediately formed on my face when I realized I was in a strange room.

The room had mats on the wall which looked really weird. There was one ceiling fan but it wasn’t working. The paint was old and from the corners, I could see cobwebs. There was nothing modern about the room and it had this smell—like a place that’s been abandoned.

Every other thing looked strange but what was worse was how strange I felt. I looked ...